His Own Little Man…

Among the crafts he does at school, Rockstar occasionally brings back paper bag puppets, usually animals… When Kings has been “away” (either traveling or coming home late) for a few days, Rockstar and I sometimes display his efforts on Kings’ desk so he’ll see it whatever time he gets back…

Who knew Kings would come home late one night, exhausted from grueling basketball game and supper with the buddies, see Rockstar’s Self-Portrait in School Uniform (below) we’d stuck on before going to bed, and that happy face in dim light would totally scare the living crap out of him?

<Cue scary music…!>

#160

After school recently, Rockstar and I went for a snack at Starbucks with another mum and her rockstar… (Well Thursdays and Fridays they have cake pops and j- Uh, fruit salad and blended berry drinks)

RnOR: We are not friends. <And something along those lines in Korean>.

Me n Other Mum: Well your mums are friends <IGNORE protests>.

(What? It was like FIVE annoying little bickerings in the time it took us to get our bottled water, fruit salad, mushroom pocket sandwiches, cake pops and single iced coffee to the table. At some point you run out of wholesome things to say and feel more like Shut UP, go sit with other mums and pretend to be their children for awhile….. Except there weren’t that many people sitting around that day we could possibly annoy – or farm our offspring on… Or really, threaten our offspring with that…)

Rockstar: What you guys talking about?
Me: How we should’ve dumped you guys in school and gone for a nice lunch instead.

<pause>

Rockstar: <mild exasperation> Mum. I think next time you and (Other Mum) want to play, you should just leave us at home. It’s fine.

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I blog about living and raising my son in Hong Kong - where toddlers have entrance interviews, parents keep test score spreadsheets, private school debentures can trade for more than half a million USD. Raising Rockstar's the most important thing I'll ever do. We show our true colors by the choices we make in bringing up our children. My blog is a message to my toddler son, about what the world and his parents are like today - for when he becomes a teenager and knows everything.

So Rockstar prefers to be home alone than to hang out with you and your friend?

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Well he has his own ideas about what he wants to do/ where he wants to go… He usually likes grownup gatherings though, cos he likes eavesdropping on grownup conversations haha then after that he’ll be “Were u talking about this person? Were you talking about that other person?” And yes I realize how risky that can be!

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To My Son And Daughter. For when they become teenagers who know everything. Because we show our true colors- our beliefs, our prejudices, our weaknesses, our hopes – by the choices we make in raising our rockstars. “Mummy” is an honor that ranks higher than Derivatives Structuring Head, Big Fat Investment Bank. Higher than CEO, Biggest Conglomerate Ever. ‘Cause a long time ago, even they had Mummies.